#Chakwas more like Hotwas

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“Karin? Garrus said you wanted to see me…” Shepard began to ask, just as the door to the Normandy’s medical bay sprang open.

But the Commander’s inquiry quickly trailed off, after she beheld fully the sight of Dr. Karin Chakwas, perched as she was atop her desk.

There was a glimmer within the steel grey of the Dr.’s return gaze. It was a look that Shepard had sometimes before seen Chakwas level towards her, when the Commander’s attention was most likely to have been elsewhere. To see it now, so freely directed, and absent any pretense of coyness or plausible deniability, made the battle hardened soldier shiver despite herself.

Karin then moved her hand over the span of her own thigh, wrapped her fingers around the bottom hem of her uniform, and ever so slowly eased the tight fitting synthetic fabric upwards.

Shepard stepped forward, eager to devour the silver fox that was now bared fully before her…